I really don't want a second marriage

Han Muzi put back her mobile phone and smiled a moment later: "but how do you recognize me?"

The sister smiled sweetly: "President Han has sent me your photos. Let me specially remember, Miss Muzi, please."

i see.

Her brother is really intentional. Han Muzi's heart is warm and nods to follow her forward.

After arriving, Han Muzi thanked her and went directly to Han Qing.

Knocked on the door of the office, and a steady voice came from inside.

"Come in."

Han Muzi opened the door and saw Han Qing sitting on the sofa with his legs folded, sipping coffee in one hand and turning over the information in the other.

And today's Han Qing also wears gold framed glasses. He looks very gentle.

When Han Muzi stood there foolishly, Han Qing realized that it was quiet, so he looked up at her.

"Mu Zi? Why are you here?"

At the sight of Han Muzi, Han Qinggang's calm appearance disappeared. He put down his cup and got up and walked towards her.

Han Muzi came back and looked at him approaching himself. She had thousands of questions in her heart. She wanted to ask directly, but she felt that it was too deliberate.

So she smiled: "I haven't been to your company, so come and have a look."

Although she was laughing, Han Qing was her brother. How could she not understand her sister? Seeing that her smile could not reach the bottom of her eyes, she went out in silence and asked the Secretary to bring her drinks, and then came back to her.

"The company is not busy? Are you free to come?"

Han Muzi didn't sit down, but walked around aimlessly, then stopped in front of the French window and looked at the brilliance of the city.

At this time, it is dusk, the sunset is not in the distance, and the whole sky is dyed red by the sunset, which is impractical.

"Brother, are there anything you haven't told me?"

Han Qing took a step, and the black fundus of his eyes crossed with a touch of surprise. A moment later, he went to Han Muzi and followed her shoulder to shoulder.

"Silly girl, what's the matter I didn't tell you?" Han Qing reached out and rubbed Han Muzi's head in a spoiled tone.

What happened to this girl when she suddenly became like this?

"What's the matter?" Han Qing asked when he saw that she didn't speak.

Han Muzi blinked, finally turned to Han Qing, took a deep breath and asked, "why didn't you tell me that I didn't divorce yetingchen?"

The next second, Han Qing rubbed her head and paused.

Time seemed to be frozen. Han Qingding looked at her, and Han Muzi stood quietly, but the sadness in the bottom of his eyes was very strong, almost diffuse.

For a long time, Han Qing took his hand back.

"Have you seen him?"

He didn't admit it, but he didn't deny it.

Han Muzi felt his heart sinking slowly. It seems that this thing is true in all likelihood.

"Did you admit it?" she asked.

Han Qing didn't answer. He looked at her coldly. Then he looked away.

"It's not that I don't tell you, but I've been trying to solve it, but I didn't expect you to meet again."

Hearing this, Han Muzi finally understood. It turned out that Han Qing had always known about it, but had never told her.

As a client, she thought she had divorced long ago. She had nothing to do with yetingchen.

Han Qing pursed her lips and stared at her.

"Did you meet him? What did he do to you? If you..."

"I can handle it myself." Han Muzi replied coldly.

Han Qing: "

"Next, I don't have to deal with it for me. I'll do everything else myself."

"Muzi, are you blaming me?" Han Qing frowned. "It's not that my brother didn't tell you, but my brother thought I could handle it well, so he didn't say it."

"No." Han Muzi shook her head. "I don't blame you. I just think... I'm a party and it's necessary to know the truth. I always thought I had nothing to do with him for five years, but now I tell me I didn't divorce him. Do you know I'm not prepared at all? How can I face him in the future?"

"Sorry." Han Qing finally understood her difficulty: "it's my brother, you..."

"It's all right. Now that I know, I'll divorce him myself. Today I'm just here to confirm. By the way, a actress is borrowing your name recently. If you have time, please respond."

Han Qing: "what?"

"It's getting late, I'll go first." after Han Muzi left, Han Qing still remembered what she had just said, but soon those ideas were replaced by other emotions.

Muzi knows about it, which means she has met yetingchen.

And just met will not talk about this kind of thing, that can show that they have met for some time.

He's a brother, but he doesn't know anything about it? Suddenly, Han Qing felt that his brother was really incompetent.

Thinking of this, Han Qing's eyes were a little darker.

After that, he didn't have much mind to deal with his work. He sat until after work. He grabbed the suit coat on the rack, put it on, and then took the car key downstairs.

Just out of the elevator door, someone greeted him and said, "President Han, there are many paparazzi reporters staring outside the company. You must be careful when you go out later."

After listening to Han Qing's steps, "paparazzi reporter?"

"Yes, I've been staring at them since this morning, but they don't have many people and won't make any amazing moves, so I didn't pay attention to them. Do you want to..."

Han Qing thought of what Muzi said to herself in the office.

A actress is borrowing your name to rub the heat. If you have time, respond?

Is this what Muzi refers to?

"No, just go out."

After that, Han Qing walked outside. He remembered Mu Zi's words in his heart, so he came out to respond. As soon as Han Qing appeared, the hidden paparazzi reporters immediately became boiling and patted him fiercely.

But Han Qing's reputation is outside. They only dare to shoot far away and dare not come forward.

Although they said they were very curious about the incident, they were still worried about their career.

There are two people in Beicheng who dare not be provoked. The first is the cold faced king of hell, ye Tingchen, and the second is Han Qing, who will never have an expression.

He is different from yetingchen. When yetingchen is cold, he looks fierce. If you get close to me, you will die. But Han Qing is different. He is like an elder. He is calm. Although he has no fierce momentum, he is inexplicably gloomy when he has no expression.

Han Qing took a few steps. Those people didn't catch up, but the flash was shooting at him all the time.

So he stopped and waved to one of them.

The gang turned pale and walked slowly towards him.

"What are you shooting?" Han Qingleng asked.

"Er, you..." it happened to be a female paparazzi.

"Why did you shoot me?" Han Qing looked calm.

The female paparazzi stayed for a long time and then said, "Mr. Han doesn't know. You have attracted much attention because of your pursuit of actress Zhao Yiru. We..."

"Zhao Yiru?" Han Qing narrowed his eyes, as if in retrospect. A moment later, he suddenly asked, "who is it?"